it's 3.37am now. don't ask me what i'm doing here on my blog when im better off in bed or rushing to complete my never ending list of work. but it's just hard to resist the temptation rambling here in the stillness of the morning/night. it's been a long time since i had the luxury of enjoying the jazzy blues while i surf interesting reads.30 minutes.albeit extravagant, considering my load of work that's threatening to tip me over to insanity,but it's one of those moments you know you didnt regret spending that way, nonetheless.
when words read a million times over but still never a bore.(unlike my exam notes that are boring me to tears)
"When you drop a glass or a plate to the ground it makes a loud crashing sound. When a window shatters, a table leg breaks, or when a picture falls off the wall it makes a noise. But as for your heart, when that breaks, it's completely silent. You would think it's so important that it would make the loudest noise in the whole world, or even have some sort of ceremonious sound like the gong of a cymbal or the ringing of a bell. But it's silent and you almost wish there was a noise to distract you from the pain." --Cecelia Ahern
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